At the same time, silence also reigned in the Dragon God Cathedral.
With surprise written all over their faces, the emperor, princes, princesses, Saint Domain experts, and high-ranking officials and nobles—all of them were watching the young teenager on the magic screen.
“That boy...”
President Fred and the Fighting Dragon Academy president could only chuckle wryly. “I just knew that this would happen, except I didn’t expect it to be so soon...”
“That kid is too hot-headed. Doesn’t he know that he’s up against Prince Barbarossa this time?! Even if we disregard his status, just his strength alone is already...”
The Fighting Dragon Academy president shook his head lightly, his countenance grave.
President Fred nodded silently in response, feeling somewhat nervous.
“This magic core is mine. Do you have a problem with that?”
An aloof Barbarossa cast a glance at Meng Lei.
“Is it yours just because you say so? Who do you think you are?”
Meng Lei burst into laughter at once. “If I say that the spatial ring you’re wearing and that golden sword underneath your feet are mine, would you give them to me?”
“Die!!”
Barbarossa’s eyes narrowed slightly...
[1] A popular Chinese square dance song by folk song duo Phoenix Legend
Chapter 172: Beating Up A Prince, A Colossal Dragon’s True Form
“Die!”
Barbarossa’s eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes flashed gold, and then a golden sword beam burst forth from his eyes and cleaved toward Meng Lei at lightning-quick speed. In a mere instant, it had already reached him.
“Insignificant tricks.”
Meng Lei shook his head and chuckled lightly. He easily evaded the golden sword beam with a slight dodge. After that, he turned up bizarrely right in front of Barbarossa with a flash of his feet, and then he rammed his knee upward forcefully.
Bam!
Meng Lei’s knee landed squarely against Barbarossa’s abdomen with a dull bam. A great force broke out upon impact, and Barbarossa was sent flying right out.
Thud!
Meng Lei went on his toes and easily caught Barbarossa’s golden sword. “Yeap, this has a good weight to it. It seems like it’s crafted from pure gold, so I can probably sell it for quite a pretty sum?”
The lip corners of all the contestants present and the Dragon God Cathedral spectators spasmed when they heard what he said, and expletives filled their minds!
That was Prince Barbarossa’s weapon! Not only was the sword meant for the royalty’s exclusive use, but it was also an invaluable Saint Domain-level magic weapon. How others wished they could snatch it for their private collection! Yet he was actually thinking of selling it?
What a heartless and insensitive fellow he was!
“That little rascal!”
President Fred’s countenance darkened, and he glanced carefully at Frederick the 32nd. Contrary to his expectations, however, not only was His Majesty the Emperor not angry, but he was even watching Meng Lei with great interest as if he had just discovered a whole new world!
At the sight of that, Fred secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Boom!
Prince Barbarossa had erupted. Like blazing golden flames, a dazzling golden light burst forth from all around him.
“Eh? Has he transformed into a Super Saiyan?”
A huge jolt went through Meng Lei as he wondered to himself, “Is it the first or second form of Super Saiyan mode? Surely it can’t be the third form? His hair isn’t that long...”
At the same time, a horrifying wave of surging, torrential aura also erupted from Barbarossa.
“You cheap piece of trash, you deserve death for that!”
Barbarossa’s icy-cold eyes brimmed with overflowing murderous intent. The Metal Elements within a few kilometers of where they were converged madly toward him, and in a mere instant, they had already formed into innumerable golden spears!
“Die!”
With a low roar from Barbarossa, thousands upon thousands of golden spears instantly shot toward Meng Lei upon command. Amid sharp, shrill whizzes, it was as if even the sky had been slashed open. The swords’ might was incredibly horrifying!
“Retreat!”
“Hurry and retreat!”
At the sight of this, the contestants’ countenances changed dramatically, and they hastily fled into the distance. The mid-level Saint Domain Prince Barbarossa’s raging attacks weren’t something that they could bear at close range.
Should something go wrong and they end up as collateral damage, their deaths would only be for naught!.
“He’s enraged Prince Barbarossa!”
“That bastard! He’ll know very soon just how foolish his actions were!”
“Prince Barbarossa’s fury isn’t something he can bear...”
At the Dragon God Cathedral, many officials and nobles’ blood was boiling with passion, their eyes brimming with excitement. President Fred and the others were the only ones whose hearts were practically in their mouths, nervous and uneasy.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Amidst sharp, shrill whizzes, it took only 1/10th of a second for the thousands upon thousands of golden spears to reach Meng Lei.
That terrifying momentum and sharp, piercing golden light of theirs were as though they wanted to jab Meng Lei into swiss cheese and nail him down onto the ground. Only then would Barbarossa’s fury be fully vented.
“Ninth-Grade Metal-Elemental Dragon-Language Magic, Heavens-Locking Golden Spears?”
Meng Lei shook his head lightly. “While it certainly possesses terrifying might, and he’s also fast enough in his spellcasting, it’s just a shame that it won’t work on me.”
Meng Lei’s calm and passive voice was still echoing in the surroundings when he instantly transformed into several golden rays of light and disappeared from where he was.
All the Heavens-Locking Golden Spears whizzed through the air, piercing through him before becoming embedded into the ground.
“Is he dead?”
“Has he been pierced to death?”
Everyone’s eyes widened as they watched.
The smoke and dust gradually dispersed to reveal the hole-riddled, beehive-like ground. However, Meng Lei had already disappeared from
